The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

Zhai's family is a villa with a single door and a single courtyard. The door surrounded by European flower art iron doors is tightly closed.

Xia zaozao put her hand on the doorbell and hesitated between pressing the doorbell and not. If her father didn't say to return what her mother left to her, she wouldn't come here if she died.

Living inside, one is the father who doesn't plan to take her back even if her mother dies, a woman who robbed her father from her mother, that is, Zhai WANYING's mother, Meng Lihua, and a sister who robbed her boyfriend. Calculate it. Is Zhai Qingwen still normal?

But she didn't know why. She always felt that Zhai Qingwen's vicious eyes like snakes behind his gold framed glasses often made her hair stand on end.

"Here comes the little lady?" Zhai's housekeeper, aunt LAN, opened the door to take out the garbage and hit Xia zaozao.

She put the garbage by the door, waited for someone to collect it, and then took Xia zaozaozao's hand: "poor child, you're thin, why don't you eat more."

Aunt LAN has stayed in Zhai's house for nearly 20 years. She knows what happened in Zhai's house best. Therefore, she is very distressed to know Xia zaozao's experience.

"Come to the master, don't you? Come on, aunt LAN will take you in."

"No, aunt LAN, I'm just passing by..."

"I heard the young master say that you will come to the master today to get back the lady's things." aunt LAN sighed when she said about Xia Xian, Xia zaozao's mother.

"It shouldn't be anything important. Forget it."

"Now that you're here..."

"Oh, isn't this the wild child?" a sharp and thin voice sounded behind aunt LAN.

Xia bypassed aunt LAN early in the morning and saw a meticulous woman with permed hair and wearing evening dress.

Meng Lihua has a crazy obsession with evening dress. Even if she doesn't attend any cocktail party at home, she will wear evening dress. Her dress is extremely exquisite. She manipulates her every move like a queen at a banquet.

Compared with her unkempt mother, Zhai Ming seems to understand her father's behavior of abandoning his wife and daughter.

Seeing that Xia didn't plan to talk to her early, Meng Lihua pursed her scarlet lips: "I heard your mother left her inheritance to a little white face? Why, I don't have money to spend. I'm looking for your father?"

Aunt LAN saw Meng Lihua, bowed her head and quickly stepped into the house.

Xia zaozao didn't want to go in, but Meng Lihua's sarcastic attitude. If she left like this, it wouldn't be her style. It's too counseling.

She stepped into the door: "I not only have no money to spend, but also decided to please my father more so that he can remember to leave some shares for me in the future. By the way, my father recently said in front of the media that Zhai group will leave it to our three brothers and sisters in the future, just hope our brothers and sisters work together. You must be very flustered about this?"

Of course she knew that it was the beautiful words that her father said in order to maintain his image.

However, the speaker is careless, the listener is intentional, she is unintentional, but some people care very much.

The woman in front of her was, after listening to this sentence, her face was as stiff as a prosthesis.

"You! Zhai's assets will not flow to a wild child, even a penny."

"Well, maybe brother Zhai is not his own. I can't get it. Besides, my father hasn't been well yet. Are you too anxious to think about that property? Are you cursing my father to die early?"

"Well, if you open your mouth, one day I'll have to tear it up, wild child without mother's instruction." then he stepped on high heels and turned to the door.

No mother taught wild children?

Oh, yes, Meng Lihua taught her child very well. She must have taught Zhai WANYING her experience of how to be a junior, so she hooked Chu Yang away.